The wedding cake...the nightmare of the past 3 days. I hate it. It was a dumb theme - Japanese garden theme between an American journalist and a geisha. My diagram was phenomenal, and I had these grand plans to make this huge pagoda. But - architect I am not, and my scaling was off, not to mention my timing. Notice the roofs on the bottom - Chef Laurie helped me rig that up at the last second. They were supposed to go on the cake. I was on the verge of tears, or maybe more than on the verge, and all of a sudden Chef Laurie came over...I thought I was doing such a great job hiding it! It's over, and that's all I have to say about it.
How I looked post-wedding cake. My hair had fallen out of the hat, I was sweating up a storm, and I was mad. :) The three days were the longest of my life...it was 97 degrees outside, and the AC wasn't working in the school. We had a terrible storm the other night, and Molly clawed her way into this tiny corner in the closet. This pic was taken after I had removed shoes and an ironing board so that she could stay and hide in there.